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My shield and my soul... who breath the life in my heart.. is always you. happiness couldn't be found in dark clouds, sorrows can't be the key to success, can i find love in an empty space.!! i can't..i can't.. I can't.!! in my weakest time, you were so strong, in my failures, you won't step back, you bring back the smiles from my lips and comfort my hopeless life, you never leave me when i'm down for you are my inspiration...the savior of my life.. that beautiful choice I chose, that amazing thing I did, the love and my strength .. is always you ..
In the middle of the desert where one's heartbeats can heard. In the midst of darkness where no one is awake i see not your image, yet i felt your presence.. when the darkness is gone, i heard your first call i saw you and I realized.. “ am still alive”.
like a moon, it shines, like a star, it twinkles like a sun, it dries tears from her eyes... To the sea it goes... to the river it, flows A falls of desire from too much love... love should be watered, it should be cared it should be wrapped and should be spoken... acceptance.. love me for who I am.
The freezing chill of the outside nips, in the dark mystery of your solar eclipse. Surrounded by stars glistening like fire, and above the height of an old church you always got inspire. A vivid picture of a forest so green, running through is a crystal stream, the waters chilled and glistening in the sun and across the shore you barefoot run. In the red of your untasted lips your perfect stature and feminine hips, in the cascade of your ebony hair, in the velvet of your skin so bare. The depths of the sea calming and cool even the waves of the water, of.. oh, Venus’ pool.. Unpredictable and changeable on its own accord the gush of the water bellowed and roared, and now I shall tell, the only way that I can take a look around, the sky, sea and land.. for beauty is everywhere if you care to find it, but who care if I already tenderly have the heart of it.
Early morning came, with dark brown clouds, with a singing dawn, with the dancing winds besides the shore, the veiled sun hidden somewhere but his smile was so pleasant awoke the you .. soul, from very deep the dreaming can't sleep, the flower with a mild shower, Is turns in flames that amazing flames I feels... very cold outside but very hot inside.. O, All her senses were active now to sensed her colors, felt her fragrance even heard the music, dreaming to tasted rain drops twisted her petals, Now shocking pink withstood the rains now heavy and violent she is not afraid of frightening mind thunders and flash of eyes lightening, Nature has blown.. A new soul in her she smiled like a bud. Her beauty and grace her challenging face constrained the nature for a friendly beautiful meaning surrender! But the nature smiled and said to her, "my dear rose bud.. A starry night with the shining moon light humid and hot sweating and tiring but ... romantic as well provocations from my side is ahead of us, I would love to see how you sustain the youth of your new soul, I shall eagerly watch if your petals remain fresh and pink happily I shall go if I surrender once again! Love always wins, love.. always wins, And nature proudly said they are my slaves, they shall remain slaves to love. .. Only for my woman
A promise meant to last yet conquest beyond compare.. illuminating the heart of every soul, contacting with each other, lingering in heart of every bonding.. with a promise meant to last, consolidate me and you in union, living it out fully emblematic heart unison.. love rules all encounter never give up till I get you.. Is a promise meant to last, a vow to last one's lifetime.. possessing the surrender to go beyonds what your mind can thought, a commitment never meant to be broken, a promise meant to be together and after forever, a vow that highlight one's relationships.. indeed a promise, a vow and a commitment, where maturity and well decided upheavals within it is an authentic personal commitment, with. Promise meant to last..
You can say what you will, call me . a frog, a black, a child any kind of name I heard them all before and though sticks and stones may break the bones your words will never killing me, But before you and anybody go and judge me, look at yourself in that mirror at every little mistake for we're still the same and know it's nobody's fault.. because only you're the blame in your own trap you're caught.. So look at me and stare, hope you can see inside of me and see things clearer like I see, or should I give you a little more because there's some things you can't take and that's my pride, my dignity and my clearly vision.. I'm a humble man, so humble don't destroy this in me for you only feed the wild animal inside.. for god sake once in your life feed the other one and let us live the way we should.
Here I'm .. I, me and mine into the dark waiting for the light. i've been waiting forever since it all start.. Traveling in my dreams, walking in the nights, Living in a world call never since the beginning of all times. Shinning stars appearing in the gloomy sky, leaving a sparkling on my dust floating trew the winds of the night, neverworld start to change. Everything is getting brightly but it all still the same, Alone with no darkness.. everything feels strange to blind by the brightness of missing hope of changing, But why I can't even see the reflection of my face in this, Black or white, dark or light... There's still no difference my god, why I can't figure this out.! Suddenly sky turns gray, backgrounds appearing two shadows coming straight, good and Evil holding hand in hand, asking me to follow them to the land of "never", But i still didn't take the chance to knowing who am I feeling, The good disapear and evil goes away, darkness comes back and everything is back the same way I used to see, the same way I used to be.. alone in the dark waiting .. for the light,
What a woman be; without her pride, what a man is, without his dignity yet don't let your pride kills his dignity for there will be nothing left to remains in your man.
The paths I'll cross as many did before, they intersect to twist and turn, stretching on so far, so long.. even so weard to one's belong.. to places i have not yet learned anything about, the people leave at their own whim.. to these uncharted lands.. who knows, maybe I should decide to traveling to Netherlands.. no thought to fear or care of strife, come they in merry band while the roads may be kind or cruel depending on the day maybe the bitter snow heavey rains or icy rain it can drive one mad, some say.. I'll end this nine required to get ready, so very hard for Arabian to be traveler.. while each and everyday I listen to my shadow telling me.. Traveler you chose this road, too far too long, too difficult even too different from home and where you belong, then I replying him; Man' It's how fare we can go before we giving up.. hold on for I seek the truth.
Listen to the sunset, hear its silent sigh as it falls down the horisen warning, the moon is nigh. Hear its silent threat that darkness will be upon us it makes everyone upset.. Listen to the sunset the pride of its words how beautiful this sunset iswith its color, and birds, see its pretty hue but I cant enjoy the sunset if I am not with you.. All the pretty colors are meaningless, so are the birds, and the sounds because it all means nothing to me if you are not around, if you are still sad.. Baby just remember this though, promise you wont forget, even if your far away or when you so.. close. For we'll be watching the same sunset Shoo... listen to the sunset enjoy its beauty true and when you see it.. just think of me and I will always be inside your head.
We say that love demands a lot from you, but reality suggests it is not at all true.. Two very simple things in love are a must, one is devoted loyalty and a faithful trust.. Trust in your love make sure it is deep, the returns you get is for you to keep.. The stronger the bond its harder to break, has to be so when there's so much at stake.. When in a relation, its trust that you need, true belief in your love demands your heed.. Once broken to pieces is hardly rebuilt, at times you have to live with all the guilt.. Here loyalty too plays an important role, offers a soothing cohort to a longing soul.. Staying with your love in joy and sorrow, smiles you give and the tears you borrow.. In a relation, loyalty brings you close, the faith you show, when beside you pose.. Just one false step of treacherous mind, cracks apart relations of every kind.. Sometimes these emotions are put to test, puts two hearts in a conflicting unrest.. one reason all problems are easy to shun, is trusting the loyalty of your beloved one.. A relation in itself is a bond so strong, for together we face all the right and wrong.. These factors decide how long we can stands, here loyalty and trust walk hand in hands.. "This poem only to my woman; I'm sorry and I love you now and after forever"
when alone with my thoughts, I contemplate control and many other things so mysterious control what exactly is this puzzling aspect of life.!! an illusion, reality, wait, it's only an idea right..! or something else altogether, like a guiding force.! control has no substance, control isn't tangible yet this thing, I can see and I can hear, compare not instead of... I can feel even through distance. control is a beautiful thing when we possess it control is power, control is responsibility, control is an ultimate privilege If we lose it, we become unbalanced no longer harmonious, we feel powerless.. and behind this large grey cloud we can see a golden outline, we know the sun is there, yet sometimes I wonder are we puppets on a string..! and does anyone actually control anything but god and what meant to be.. no, nothing control over our choices but destiny. We believe in ourselves because we believe in God.
Have you not heard his silent steps ? He comes, in time he comes. Every moment and every age, every day and every night he comes, in time he comes. Many a song have I sung in many a mood of mind, but all their notes have always proclaimed, In the fragrant days of last sunny day in November through the forest path he comes, comes in time. In the rainy gloom of nights on the thundering chariot of clouds he comes, comes to face the truth.. In sorrow after sorrow it is his steps that press upon his heart, and it is the golden touch of destiny feet that makes your joy to shine
Trees and plants in full bloom, I think it's spring again Flowers grow in cluster, I think it's winter again Everything is designed to smile, the plants really enriches the soil artful nests built by birds to let the younger ones rest in peace Flowers are unlocked to paint the lap of earth refreshing the toil, by balmy showers I think it's summer again.. Decluter the chains by flood and flow beholding the lives I think it's autumn again.. this is life, natural and how we actually act towards it..
We met in love when I had nothing, I was loyal to you. We set our life when I had everything, you denied my trust. We were close felt great for a while in desperate madness. We are close no love to deserve but fear to give up. We were dreaming to change everything while your eyes revealed fake hearts. We are doing just to fade that memories, you are disloyal, even to apologise.. it's too late.
If they ask you; if you are a racist, pretends you are Greek. If they ask you; if you hate black people, say that you hate black souls. If they ask you; if you hate need, say you hate Zionism. If they ask you; if you are against homosexuale, say you are in favour of the reproduction of humans. If they ask you; if you are abortion say you are profile. If they ask you; if you abused animals, say you love them all. If they ask you; if you are rich, say how are you in feelings..!! If they ask you; if you are owe me, say you owe the god. If they ask you; if there is a God, say to look at the sun with bare eyes. If they ask you; what team are you on, say you are a fan.
No matter why, nor where, nor when she came, there was her place. No matter what other's said, no matter what she was, nor who she is, living or dead, Faithful or not, he loved her all the same.. The story was as old as human shame, but ever since that lonely night she fled, with books to blind him from seeing her, he had only read the story of shouting in the land of deaf.. There she was always coming pretty soon to fool him back again, with penitent scared eyes pretending someone else, that had in them the laughter of the moon for baffled lovers, and to make him think everyday. Before once she gives him time enough to wink, Sin's kisses will be the keys to them secret heaven.
